I think I’ve strained my wrist from too often holding heavy glasses of wine.
- *friend sees me drunk and leaning on the wall*
- friend: you good?
- *i look up slowly*
- me: are YOU GOOD?! shit im just chillin
every time I eat cantaloupe I get sick because that shit is so good I don’t know how to pace myself and I eat like 5 of them in 2 minutes
I think the thing I like the most about my new room is that when you open the door there’s immediately this wall that sorta pokes out
but that wall and the door are parallel to my windows so if someone is ever watching me from outside I can just
Everything Tommy Wiseau does is like the beginning part of porn but the porn never happens and the beginning just extends throughout the entirety of the runtime